Poetry Map of Scotland, poem no. 139: Muck

Fund a Family for Muck

They're needin tae fund a faimilietae fill a hoose left tuim, no enuch bairns.The schuil noo has less than a handfieand its metal walls sough in the stairms.There's a richt haund-knitted communitywi nowt but ruch handcrafts and bakintae haud them thegither in unity.They spend aw their time in the fields rakina raw livin frae saund and battered stane,hammered bith winter and summerby gie coorse wither and only their ainkin tae keep them frae takin a scunner.But the purple, red fuchsia hauds oanwithstandin awthing, its bell dirlin stroang.